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Updated: Mar 10

Words by Alejandra Silva Romero

While the world collapses,

I’m dreaming about fantasies

Filling through my gaps

Blinded by tones of anomalies.

I’d like to see the Blue Cave in Capri,

I heard about the Luxembourg garden in Paris

Desires which seem unreachable.

Paragliding and reconnect with nature

The truth is that I’m not able

To predict the future

Time passes

I can’t break the boundaries

Imagination as no limits, no worries

No more aches

My body still heavy in the middle of this fog,

While my soul still running, away of the bog.

Cover Photograph by Tillie Lam

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